The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Seeing the blank gazes of the two court ladies, Little Concubine Liu Gui spat: "Why are you in a daze, make the bed quickly, and you have to get up early tomorrow. I asked Qing Shui to send someone to make an appointment for Miaozhen to give a lecture, alas, I just don't know if that Young Master will let Sister Miaozhen come into Genyue at this time of year."

The little palace maid giggled and said: "My lord, don't worry, Miss Duan is a womanizer, and her family doesn't have any influence, so they don't bother to take care of the important affairs of those nobles in the court. Our Erlang is in charge of the Imperial City Secretary. The empress doesn't want anyone to come in, let him in. It's best to go out to offer incense, and at this time of the year, the Daxiangguo Temple is very lively and the most fun."

A few little maids have been with Gen Yue, although this place is as beautiful as a fairyland, there is a time when they get tired, they are almost familiar with every grass here.The playful girl took turns teasing Concubine Liu Gui, just wanting to go out and have a cool time.

Little Concubine Liu Gui couldn't bear these pestering little girls, so she said angrily: "I'll ask Qing Shui tomorrow, you little hoofs, stop making noise, come and take off your clothes and have a rest."

The maids burst into cheers, smiling coquettishly, and came forward to help her change clothes. This was their favorite job, so they would inevitably take the opportunity to touch her.

Who said that only men are lustful, the pursuit of beautiful things is human nature.

Chapter 469 The Heirs

The fireworks in Bianliang City are gorgeous, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is still brightly lit, singing and dancing.

Changing an emperor is a watershed for the ministers, but it has little impact on the people of Bianliang.

Under Yang Lin's instruction, Xiulou paid a lot of money to hold the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival in Bianliang, embellishing the peace and prosperity, and making people feel at ease.The entire Song Dynasty changed to a power center, but there was no strong voice in the local area. This is also the evil result of the Song Dynasty's strong stems and weak branches in the past [-] years.

It's not that there are loyal courtiers in the local area, but the meager power in their hands is not enough to pose any threat to the coup d'etat by Yang Lin and others.

Looking at the Song Dynasty, the one who can fight Yang Lin's Northwest Army is the Western Army back then.But this strongest field army group in the Song Dynasty has long been rectified by Yang Lin from top to bottom.

The brothers of the Zhong family are now in Bianliang, and while they are behind closed doors, they can only spread their hands and say nothing.The Zhe family was moved to Mizhou, Shandong, which had no foundation. It was one of Yang Lin's lairs. All the officials, down to Li Shu, relied on Mizhou Port under Yang Lin's control for food.

Although the Yang family is also one of the four great masters of the Western Army, their strength is not qualified at all, and they have been attached to the Zhe family to act. After they got rid of the Zhe family, they became ordinary tyrants, and their strength was not as strong as that of Yan Dihao.

The last one who still has some control over the Western Army is the Yao family supported by Yang Lin. Yao Gu and his adopted son Yao Pingzhong actually command the Western Army today.

Yang Lin, who was deployed in all directions, originally intended to fight against the Jurchen who was about to rise, but he did not expect that by mistake, he would take over the Song Dynasty center of Bianliang in one fell swoop.

After Zhao Ji came to the throne, the monarchy of the Song Dynasty was strengthened to an unprecedented level since the founding of the country.In this way, Yang Lin is equivalent to mastering Zhao Ji's previous power. Even when Cai Jing and Liang Shicheng's power was the most powerful, it was not as good as Yang Lin's current power.

Yang Lin chatted with Gao Bing and the others, waved to Rong Niang who was standing behind her, and said, "Bring another jug ​​of wine, from the cabinet in my study, take the good wine I have hidden."

Liu Rongniang pouted, a little reluctantly, and said, "Da Lang, we're still waiting inside."

Yang Lin said "Huh?" and glared at her. At this time, the daughter in her arms was unwilling, and grabbed Yang Lin's collar, her big eyes were glistening with tears, and Yang Lin's fierce face melted away. He said with a smile, "I'm going back to the inner courtyard first, Zichong and Shutong, please treat the guests well."

Everyone got up quickly and sent Yang Lin out of the yard. After he left, the group became more free and relaxed.

Yang Lin hugged her daughter and went back to the backyard surrounded by Yingying and Yanyan, and saw that everyone was eagerly waiting for him to come back.

Different from Zhao Ji's desertedness in Duiyulou in "Heaven", Zhaodefang is full of joy and harmony. Yang Lin never separates seats at home, and every time a group of people gather around a big table.

On a large table, an antique soup was placed hot in the middle, rich in water, land and eight treasures, and there were several urns of good wine exuding a faint aroma.

The earth dragon in the flower hall and the smoker outside were burning vigorously at this time, and the women's clothes were thin. Yang Lin also took off his brocade robe and sat down among the crowd with a smile.

Fang Miaolian held his eldest daughter in his arms, but the younger daughter was still babbling and fell asleep at this time.His son, Yang Tianle, is gentle and gentle, without the ruthlessness of his father and grandfather. Every time Yang Lin sees him, he feels a little worried.I won't talk about your father, your grandfather is the leader of the biggest evil force in Lianghuai, your mother's nickname is Zhuyeqing, your godfather is King Ming, and caused chaos in six states in the south of the Yangtze River.Which one is not a ruthless character, how come you have become a real gentleman

You have to rely on this kid to inherit the mess you own in the future?

Fortunately, he is still young, and it is the right way to go out with his grandfather to practice and practice.

Otherwise, in the backyard of Zhaodefang, what kind of hero could be trained by a group of women.

Thinking of this, Yang Lin couldn't help chuckling, he was so young, it seemed that he hadn't thought about it yet.But having this doubt means that his power has grown to the point where he needs an heir.

If Yang Lin has no heirs right now, the most anxious ones are probably those arrogant soldiers who followed him. Only Yang Lin's son can continue to gather them together. Otherwise, if something happens to Yang Lin, these people will have a good life It's over.

This is why the childbirth of the emperors of all dynasties is the top priority of the country. When a power reaches a certain level, a stable and legal heir is too much needed.

Fang Miaolian embraced her son, seeing Yang Lin staring at him in a daze, frowning slightly, she understood the reason in a blink of an eye.

A sullen anger rose from the bottom of my heart, Le'er is your eldest son, and you chased him all over the south of the Yangtze River when he was a child, what are you going to do?When Zhuyeqing got angry, she held the child in her arms, making Yang Lin unable to keep staring.

Yang Lin stood up holding her daughter, walked up to Fang Miaolian, and said, "Le'er. Come with me." Fang Miaolian snorted coldly and turned her head away.

Yang Tianle broke free from her mother's arms with a smile, and said, "Father, what's the matter?"

"Let me ask you, what do you want to be when you grow up?"

Yang Tianle blurted out: "Protect my sister and mother."

Yang Lin pursed his lips, looked disgusted, and asked, "What else?"

"Anything else? And Aunt Ning'er."

With a slap, Yang Lin pointed at his forehead and wanted to slap him, but when he raised the height and fell down, he lost any strength. Even so, a pair of hands stretched out to block him.

Feeling Yang Linna's soft strength, Fang Miaolian's almond-eyed staring heart warmed up. No matter what, Le'er's father really loves him.

Yang Lin scolded angrily: "Your mother and Aunt Ning'er are both my women. I can't protect my own woman, why should you worry about it? As a man who is less than seven feet tall, he Don't you have any ambitions?"

Yang Tianle smiled shyly, scratched his head and said, "Father, I still can't hide it from you. In fact, I've always wanted to go far away. It is said that there is a Buddhist country in the south of us. I must visit it when I grow up!"

Yang Lin's eyes darkened, and he was not far away from being pissed to death by him. He was the second in command of the Taoist school, and now he seemed to be the first in command. His eldest son actually went to Laoshizi Buddha Kingdom to visit.

To Fang Miaolian, he said angrily, "Stop reading idle books to this little bastard from now on."

Fang Miao gave him a pitiful look, and said: "Le'er is your seed, he is a little beast, so you are"

Yang Lin lost his temper a little bit after being made by these two women, he stepped aside and concentrated on teasing his daughter, and only then did he look a little better.

Suddenly, he raised his head and beckoned to Yang Tianai.

Yang Tianai poured him a cup of tea, hugged his younger sister thoughtfully, and said with a sweet smile, "Godfather."

"Ai'er, do you have any news about your grandpa?"

Yang Tianai stuck out her tongue and said, "The old man must have gone to sea in late autumn. What is godfather doing with grandpa?"

Yang Lin sighed, and said: "Forget it, you take Tianle to the new army's camp tomorrow, and let him eat and sleep with Tianren and the others."

"Brother Le still needs to learn to read and write with Mr.

Yang Lin sighed: "There is also a place where the new army can read and write. First, go to the army to experience it, otherwise, in the inner courtyard of Zhaodefang, sooner or later you will teach a prodigal son."

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In the new military camp in Bianliang, there are also extra meals for the festival.

The people here are all carefully selected, all of them are strong and strong, and those who are not selected in the Forbidden Army act as gang leaders and miscellaneous soldiers, responsible for taking care of the lives and horses of these elite soldiers.

Although there is no such generous treatment, the salary is not low, which is better than being a slave under the name of the general of the forbidden army family before.

In front of a tent in the camp, four teenagers sat on the ground, surrounded by a bonfire.These four teenagers are not very old, but the determination on their faces is not like what this age group can have.